Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1877 Even Stress Anchor Points Can Be Calculated Wrong
Sitting there, Bian Mu racked his brains for a moment, but he still couldn't remember who Director Wu Jinshuo was, what he looked like, his height, weight, or build! He couldn't even recall a vague memory of him.

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"Dr. Bian! Is something wrong on your end? Or... I can call back at another time?" On the other end of the phone, the so-called son of the former Director Wu spoke cautiously and politely.

"Oh...it's alright, I'm listening! Based on your discussion, how exactly do you plan to involve me?" Bian Mu asked calmly.

"They said you are an authority in traditional Chinese bone setting. My dad's classmate said that currently the only way to fix the injury is with an intramedullary nail. My mom said... my dad is getting on in years, and his bones are quite brittle. Putting such a long nail inside... might be too much for him. Also, my uncle used AI technology to simulate it, and later he even used 3D printing technology to print out a realistic version of the subsequent intramedullary nail surgery procedure based on the proportions of my dad's injured bone. My mom immediately rejected it when she saw it. In the end, after discussing it, they said you might have a more reliable bone setting plan, so they took the liberty of contacting you to see if you could come to the orthopedic hospital for a consultation." The son of Director Wu spoke very politely.

It was clear that the man on the other end of the phone had a good grasp of basic knowledge about bone setting, and he was able to get to the heart of the matter. After all, he was a doctor's family member; he spoke politely, but he knew everything in his heart.

"Just going over for a casual visit? And maybe paying a visit to the old director? Or..." Bian Mu asked tentatively on the other end of the phone.

"I'd appreciate it if you could take a look and check the film while you're at it. Everything else is up to fate." Well, that's what Director Wu's son is all about—he knows how to talk.

"Really? That simple?! Then... how old is your father?"

"63 years old, in terms of actual age, and 64 years old in the traditional Chinese way."

Have you had any problems like rheumatoid arthritis before? I mean, the joints in your lower limbs.

"Well... you'll have to ask my mom, I really don't know."

"Is there anything about your father's skeletal structure that is different from that of ordinary people, such as being prone to spraining his ankle or having difficulty climbing mountains for long periods of time?"

"I don't think so... I haven't heard the two elders mention it."

"So...do you have any special hobbies? I mean, in terms of diet."

“My dad likes to drink milk tea, and most of the time my mom makes it at home. He rarely drinks the kind that comes with all sorts of additives outside. As for other things… I don’t think there is anything else.”

"Think about outdoor activities like smoking, drinking, fishing, swimming, especially wild swimming," Bian Mu asked habitually over the phone.

"Well... I don't really know much about this. Could you ask my mom and send it to your phone later?"

"It's alright, we'll talk about it later. Please send me the ward number and other details to my phone, but don't send the X-rays; they're not very clear anyway. Also, let's be frank, I've been quite busy lately, and there are some things I really can't avoid. So, I won't stand on ceremony with you. I'll definitely visit the old director from time to time. After all, we're colleagues, so don't worry about that! Also, let me state in advance that I don't care what rumors circulate. Actually, my medical skills are quite ordinary, so please don't have too high expectations. Otherwise, you'll be quite disappointed, and it'll be awkward if you bump into each other on the street back in your hometown!" Bian Mu has become much more shrewd now; he's too lazy to say useless pleasantries. He can't let the patient's family have unrealistic expectations too early; that wouldn't benefit anyone.

"Understood, understood! Thank you for your trouble! On behalf of my whole family, I express our sincere gratitude!"

"You're welcome! Bye-bye!" Bian Mu immediately hung up the phone.

Don't ask too many questions about other people's business. Bian Mu deliberately left himself an answer so as not to affect his important matters. He was just a former colleague, and one whose face he could never remember. Who would bother with such trivial matters?

Looking back, the heated debate between the two AI robots had ended. They were both logical and well-reasoned, and their level of expertise was quite good, but it saved Bian Mu a lot of effort.

Working backwards, Bian Mu patiently went through each item one by one... Fortunately, so far, the probability of the "detoxifying ointment" causing death is almost zero.

Bian Mu was still somewhat uneasy and planned to take some time soon to do a thorough analysis. Human lives were at stake, and he couldn't be careless. If he discovered any technical vulnerabilities, he would have to fix them immediately.

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The next day at noon, after seeing the last patient off, Bian Mu was about to go up to the third floor to turn on the high-end equipment he had borrowed from the Bi Group and warm it up for a while. That thing was very expensive, and he couldn't afford to pay for it if it broke down while idle.

Just as I reached the stairwell, my phone rang. I looked down and saw it was Lu Yisi calling.

"Someone used connections to find me. It's an orthopedic case. The patient has a fractured left femur, and the metal plate that was inserted broke twice. The family is desperate and wants me to come and take a look as a surgeon. They say that the patient may need a complex multidisciplinary surgery in the future, and they want me to come and help. I can't refuse. When can we go and take a look? I've seen the X-rays. It's not very complicated. The patient's family is making a mountain out of a molehill."

"Wow, that's quite a big deal! Could it be the provincial orthopedic hospital?!" Bian Mu asked with a laugh on the other end of the phone.

"It really is that place. Judging from this, they also went to your place?! They must have quite a bit of influence, even managing to contact someone as important as you. That's impressive!"

"Wu Jinshuo?"

"I think that's what it's called. Do you recognize it?"

"He said he was my former colleague, a senior orthopedic department director at the hospital where I used to work back home. I figured we wouldn't have any better solutions back then. Sorry, slip of the tongue! I was talking about myself. You must have some new ideas."

"Come on! We've got a deal, neither of us is going over there? Or..."

"Send me the video so I can take a look, and then I'll decide?"

"Okay! I'll send it right away! By the way, the ointment you sent is really amazing. I've tried it on nearly 10 patients, and the feedback has been fantastic. I had my assistant make an electronic document of the relevant clinical data and send it to your email. I was so busy that I forgot to tell you."

"Not at all! Your surgery was excellent. The ointment we applied was just icing on the cake. Thank you!"

"We're brothers, why are you being so polite with me!" With that, Lu Yisi hung up the phone.

Not long after, all the orthopedic X-rays and other materials were forwarded to Bian Mu's phone.

Bian Mu had the latest version of the "Digital Medicine" system installed on his phone. He casually opened it and took a look, and he had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

"Hey! The scans don't show anything. Isn't the orthopedic hospital supposed to be the most authoritative? They're probably the best in the whole city, right?! How come they calculated the stress anchor point wrong?! Or have they come up with some new concept?!" Bian Mu called Lu Yisi back.

“Impressive! It’s definitely not our usual way of thinking. However… it seems a bit premature to say that they made a calculation error. For example, the patient might suddenly gain weight or lose balance in both feet. Those are all possibilities. If we work backward from the secondary fracture point, we’ve calculated at least three anchor points incorrectly. We both agree on this point. So… let’s go take a look?”

"Don't rush. From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, this kind of bone injury requires the bones to be healed first."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yisi fell silent; clearly, her mind was racing again...